This story is a work of fiction. Characters may be inspired by people and fantasies in my life with name and location changes as needed. I love any comments, critiques, questions, suggestions, or pictures (or even videos ;) ) that you deem necessary. Help me become a better author and inspire me with anything you think would work.
You can also find me on Twitter @hunter_writing
If you enjoy the stories at nifty.org please consider making a donation to keep the archive running! There is a huge body of work available to suit every taste. Please support nifty.org if you can.
My name is Jordan. I've always wanted to share this story, but never got around to it. This is my go-to story whenever someone asks me "What's the hottest thing you've ever done?" or "Ever tried it in public?" or anything else of that nature. I've probably changed the names for privacy reasons, though to be honest the finer details of the situation have just evaded me after so long. But anyways, this is the story of first public hook up in university.
Back in early 2010s, hookup culture was largely restricted to only sites and forums, smartphones and apps hadn't taken hold yet, so we were at the mercy of sites like Manhunt and Squirt. And I used them. I've never been the hottest guy in the world, but I've always done well for myself. At the time I was fairly slim, brunette, hazel eyes, and I supposed a cute smile. My main draw was that I was pretty common twink, but I have a nice dick, over 6 feet tall, and I'm a top, which was apparently an uncommon combo that netted me attention and some great hook ups.
One of these guys was named Evan. Evan was a fashionista type gay, and was a brunette and even taller than me, somewhere around 6'5". We talked for a long time, but finally he convinced me to try hooking up in a well-known cruising spot at my university. It was in the old law building, in the basement. It took a lot of coaxing to convince me, but he was pretty hot and promised we wouldn't get caught and I caved. One evening when the building and campus were largely deserted, we met up in the basement.
There was one student at her locker, just getting dressed to leave, so Evan and I nodded acknowledgment to each other and then I went in first, just so the chick wouldn't notice. The handicapped stall was closed, so I took the nearest to it, leaving 3 others empty between us and the 4 urinals, and texted him which one I was in. After a couple minutes, he came in and slipped into the stall with me. He leaned down to kiss me, and his hands were already at the front of my jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping. I was already rock hard, and my cock shot out the moment the zipper was down. He gave a throaty chuckle and then start kissing my neck. It was a little chilly in the bathroom, and his breath was so warm. It sent shivers down my spine.
As he was kissing my neck, his soft hands took my throbbing cock, and he started slowing jerking it. I was in ecstasy. Or I thought I was, but he elevated it. He started soft biting my neck, barely more force than the kisses, as he started jacking me harder. I've always been a precummer, but fuck, I was dripping thick ropes of precum from my piss slit all the way to the floor. He used his thumb and my own precum to start rubbing my cockhead. I'm circumcised, and some people say that that means I have less sensations down there, but if I had any more nerves, I would have been crying at his touch.
Right as he got me into a fever pitch, and I was about to just force his pretty boy face onto my cock, the bathroom door opened, and we froze. His hand still on my cock, his thumb on my piss slit, and he put his other finger to his lips in the shushing motion, which wouldn't have been an issue, since I don't think I was even breathing at that point. We listened as the footsteps went to the sink, some water ran, and then the new guy went right into the stall beside us. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I had panicking adrenaline rushing through my veins. The guy beside us coughed and then send "Hello?"
Let me tell you, I have never moved so fast in my life. I was out the stall and out of the bathroom almost before I had my dick back and my pants closed, and I was out the bathroom, down the hall and around the corner before I could even breathe. Luckily no one was in the building, and I stopped at the water fountain to catch my breath and get a drink. My cock was still fully erect and pushing painfully against my jeans, I could clearly see a wet spot from all the precum, though my shirt hung low enough to hide that. However, I was calming down and about to ditch when my phone vibrated, I had a text from Evan.
It's fine, come back, it's safe.
I stared at the message for a full minute before I moved. My dick was painful in my pants, the echoes of his lips and teeth on my neck still lingered, and to be honest, I was the personification of "young, dumb, and full of cum." I took a bunch of deep breaths, another swig of water for the dry mouth I had and went back to the bathroom. As soon as I made it halfway to the stalls, Evan came out. His button up shirt open and dick hanging out of his pants, and I froze again taking it all in. He walked up to me, gave be an amused look (I can only imagine I looked like a deer in the headlights, and he dropped to his knees. No preamble, or anything, he just was on his knees, had my cock out, and had it down his throat right there in the middle of the bathroom before I could even register what was happening.
He had his hands on my hips and his throat was like a steel vice, I couldn't move if I wanted to. Which I didn't because that throat was like nothing I'd even had before. He was the first guy I'd ever been with that actually didn't have a gag reflex. I let out a moan and wrapped my fingers into his hair and held my cock balls deep for what felt like an hour until I pulled off so he could get some air, and then he went right down again, his nose jammed into my pubes.
As I moaned again, his grip tightened, and the stall beside where we were opened, and out walked this random Filipino guy. He walked over to us, and got down onto his knees beside Evan, and they started making out on my dick. I could feel their lips and tongues, and even flashes of teeth graze my cock. They I moved one hand from Evan and grabbed a fistful of the Filipino's black, curly hair, and used them both to stabilization myself; their dueling tongue on my dick were making my knees shake.
I used my fistful of their hair to alternate ramming my rod down their throats. First Evan, taking it all like it was breathing, then the Pinoy guy, where he started choking halfway down, then back to Evan, while I forced my new Pinoy plaything to my balls to lick and suck the sweat off them while I tried the choke Evan. I looked down and saw that they were jacking each other off, too.
After a few moments, the Filipino guy stood up, just barely making it to my shoulder, and forced his cock into Evan's throat, jacking me off, and rubbing my nipples with his face and mouth through my shirt. I pulled Evan off the Filipino's dick and forced our cocks, alternating with each thrust, into his mouth. His face was getting wet with slobber and precum, and some tears streaking his face, but he didn't stop. If I was too slow, he'd grab our asses and pull our cocks deeper into his throat.
After what was probably a solid quarter hour, I felt my balls start to tighten and my cock start to throb. I was close. I grabbed the Pinoy by the hair and forced him back to his knee and held them on either side of my shaft, using their mouths a fuck toy while pumping between them. My knees started getting weak and I could barely get out the words: "Fuck, I'm going to cum."
Evan shoved the Filipino guy back, and wrapped his lips around my cockhead, working his tongue on the head and piss slit. I lost it. I started cumming. At least 4 shots on his tongue before it was too much, and I pulled back, getting my last couple shots on his face and chest. I tried to step back, but suddenly, the Filipino gut was beside me and also start shooting on Evan's open mouth, face, and chest. I almost slipped getting out of the way; Evan had shot a load even bigger than mine across the bathroom floor. Thick, white, hot streams of cum covered the floor and Evan. After I squeezed out the last couple drops, I zipped up my pants and left them.
I never saw the Filipino guy again. But the day after the bathroom, one of the cruising forums on Squirt had a post on it.
This is for the two guys from the other day. Fuck that was hot. I'll need a day or two to rest my throat but let me know if you're ever heading back there. This is the Asian guy.
I meant to reply, but I never got around to it. I got some messages from Evan after that. I even ended up breeding him in a different bathroom on campus a few weeks later. He was a world class whore, and damn good at it. Sometimes I miss those holes.
Anyways, there's my story. Names and location were changed and vague for the privacy of those involved, but Evan, Filipino Guy, if you ever stumble across this, recognize the story, and want to go another round. Shoot me an email. I've learned some new tricks.